Semi Six - Respect

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I rock the crest with the tartan print

I’m better than these rappers by a large percent

Black owned Businesses Im in charge of it

My target I’m roughly 200 yards from it

Hit em with the marksmanship

50 cal rounds go through his cartilage

I swung steel on the armor of Spartacus

Sand on the colosseum is scarlet tint

I’m Not the one to spar against

You couldn’t guard the 6

Dr J with the Philly Jersey and stars in it

Incarcerated scars I’m Tony Starks with the Clark’s n shit

Hockey mask on while I’m throwin darts dipped in arsenic

I got cheese like I’m the top of some chicken parm n shrimp

Sippin somethin dark in a leather chair my cigar is lit

You niggas students while I’m the master the Wallace Fard of this

If rap was a smell You niggas garbage scent

Turn ya favorite artists into carcasses

If I can’t get respect Imma take the respect

If these rappers wanna flex take the chain from they neck

I ain’t makin’ any promises I’m makin’ a threat

Who the illest in the game man Im takin the bet

If I can’t get respect Imma take the respect

If these rappers wanna flex take the chain from they neck

I ain’t makin’ any promises I’m makin’ a threat

Who the illest in the game man Im takin the bet

Billie:

I do it proper
Smoking weed like a rasta
Halloween put the mask on my face
I’m a robber
My niggas a rob ya
Ride in vans wit the choppers
He ran out his vans when we popped up
Sitting at Starbucks with my laptop open getting my stocks up
Only so long they can pretend them niggas not us
The flow burning your chest like grey goose vodka
Put blood on your white jacket just like a doctor
A nigga use to sit and wonder
Now Dave God make you hear thunder for like twelve summers
Timbs with the Ralph Lauren Lumber
Bitch wanna slumber
Watch what she do with a cucumber
Hear your bars
You ain’t got no heart on it
Detroit Lions hat
Stitch Billie Hart on it
I hope niggas ain’t having a issue
Under the Hill piston I got a pistol

If I can’t get respect Imma take the respect

If these rappers wanna flex take the chain from they neck

I ain’t makin’ any promises I’m makin’ a threat

Who the illest in the game man Im takin the bet

If I can’t get respect Imma take the respect

If these rappers wanna flex take the chain from they neck

I ain’t makin’ any promises I’m makin’ a threat

Who the illest in the game man Im takin the bet

L.A.Z:
We flyer than crews we like the fuselage

I guess I’m really him, ride the stairway to heaven touching the hems of a lesser god

Hezekiah I’ll hit ya spirit like The reverend lawd

Jamming I got my weapon on

16 more rounds going on like joe Louis brawls

Never ending mr bux once a pen is drawn

Rembrandt the hot flow ball not matzo this lamelo and lonzo

Pull from long range twisting up like it’s pop smoke

The drill is real once you tapping in with the really

Spin am like it’s haymakers at Mayweather millies

Resurrection this makaveli but boom bap

Lieutenants hit the booth give em heat To recruit cats

Come with me walk the path by the bootstraps

Hit the track and I run laps

If I can’t get respect Imma take the respect

If these rappers wanna flex take the chain from they neck

I ain’t makin’ any promises I’m makin’ a threat

Who the illest in the game man Im takin the bet

If I can’t get respect Imma take the respect

If these rappers wanna flex take the chain from they neck

I ain’t makin’ any promises I’m makin’ a threat

Who the illest in the game man Im takin the bet

Release Date: September 13, 2021

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Semi Six is an MC from Detroit’s west side, a city overflowing in music and art, though this is not where his journey as a rapper would begin. From 2012 to 2104, he lived abroad in Malaysia and worked closely with the artists there such as Sony artist Sona One, opened up for DJ Whoo Kid and was one third of the rap group The BlackSmiths.
Returning back to his hometown in 2014, with a bravado style tone and lyrical wit, he and his high school friend Nolan The Ninja would do shows at venues in Detroit, sit in each other’s studio sessions and go digging for records often. In the midst of releasing his first project “The Coronation”, he collaborated with many local Detroit rappers and producers such as Ilajide, Pig Pen, Foul Mouth, and a slew of other Detroit artist. Nolan would soon feature Semi on his Left Of Center /Fat Beats 2016 released LP titled “He(Art)” on a bonus record called “Enigma”.
Picking up steam in the Detroit rap scene, Semi assisted by Nolan The Ninja, would make another self released project titled “Park Orange”, a 9 track EP filled with boom bap style head banging beats and masterful rhymes entirely produced by Clear Soul Forces member Ilajide. Semi and Ilajide, joined by features from E Fav, Nolan The Ninja and Layna Lavish, gained critical acclaim throughout the blog-sphere, and the EP was purchased and streamed from cities stretching as far as Sao Paulo, Osaka and to the far corners of Auckland New Zealand.
Born Jael McCreary, the 90’s and early 2000’s guided his tastes for music, approach and style as a boy growing up in Detroit. He prides himself on sharp lyricism and style, and has always saw himself apart of Hip Hop culture since his first time abroad in the early 2000’s, when his family opened a clothing store in Qatar specializing in throw back jerseys and other sports and urban apparel named after Detroit’s most famous venue and store, “The Hip Hop Shop”.